The big yellow dog finally let go of Liu Liang and ran outside. Maybe it was really afraid that Liu Liang would kick the dog. And when Liu Liang kicked the dog, the dog felt uncomfortable.
Life is so hard for a dog with such a fickle owner.
"Promising!"
Liu Liang snorted and took out another electric heater from the ring. It looked similar to the previous one, except that the broken one was white, while this one was black.
It's not like she only has one electric heater. She has five or six electric heaters in her ring because she took into consideration that electronic products are easy to break down. There are even more with Zeng Xubai, but no one knows where Zeng Xubai is now, and Liu Jing can't leave the village.
But even if she was alone, she said that the things she had stored were enough for her to live a good life and there was no problem with self-sufficiency.
It's just an electric heater, what's there to be afraid of? If it breaks, she can just replace it with a new one.
After the electric heater was turned on for a while, the room immediately became warm.
Liu Liang walked to the table in small steps, sat down, took out her half-written paper, and continued writing. Her hands and feet were a little stiff from the cold just now, and she couldn't even hold the pen tightly, but now she is fine.
Liu Liang had just written a word when she thought of something.
The name of the old locust tree at No. 31 Qin Street was written on the paper.
What Wu Sijing said was half true and half false. She couldn't believe it completely, but she couldn't not believe it either. After she went out, she had to go and take a look. Maybe it was true. If it was true, it would be a windfall. Xu Guo was not, so the most she could do was make one more trip, and she didn't lose anything.
And maybe we can really dig out something good.
In fact, Liu Liang feels that it is 80 to 90 percent true.
After all, Wu Sijing is now at the end of her rope. She can do anything to leave. In such an environment, people can even sell themselves in order to survive, let alone their material possessions.
She tore the note from the notebook, folded it, and put it directly into one of her books, then put it back into the ring. Then she turned to a new page and continued writing.
This is her seventh paper. I wonder how many more she will be able to write when she returns.
The room gradually became hotter. Liu Jing took off her cotton coat and soon she started sweating because of the heat.
After the big yellow dog stayed outside long enough, it poked its head in. Then it felt the familiar heat in the house, and crawled in. Then it lay on its mat, enjoying the warmth from the electric heater without worrying about burning its own fur.
Liu Liang put down her pen and rubbed her eyes.
She put away the paper and pen, uncovered the quilt, and prepared to take a nap. Outside, there was still strong winds and heavy snow. The whole village was covered in white. There was nothing but white.
White is clean, but also white is lonely.
At this time, no one knew that a man was walking on the road to the village. He was wearing a windbreaker and holding a trekking pole in his hand. He was walking forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Liu Jing opened her eyes and it took her a long time to sit up.
She picked up the quilt and buried her face in it.
She thought Zeng Xubai had told her that they had been separated for three months, and she had never been away from him for such a long time.
I don’t know how he is doing. Does he know that something happened?
Nonsense, of course I knew. Her disappearance was so obvious that the convoy couldn't explain it.
Time flies so fast. Three months have passed. Are they still looking for her? Or are they unable to find her and just let her die without giving her a tombstone or something?
Thinking of this, she felt sad again, so sad that she wanted to cry.
She hugged the quilt tightly, sniffed a few times, and looked so pitiful with tears in her eyes.
The big yellow dog ran over and bit the quilt with its teeth.
Liu Liang raised her head and was met with an ugly but cute dog face.
After getting fat, it is quite cute, a bit like a Shiba Inu, and when it sticks out its tongue, it looks like it is smiling.
And she suddenly burst into laughter.
"Are you hungry?"
“Woof…”
The big yellow dog barked.
"Go out and learn how to shovel snow. Once you've learned, I'll give you a good meal."
Among the vacuum-cooked foods she has, there are quite a few ribs, all of which are the big ones, which dogs love to eat.
The big yellow dog ran out with a whoosh, picked up the broom with its mouth, and started sweeping. No one knew how it understood what Liu Liang said, but it heard it, understood it, and of course learned it.
Now it can open doors and deliver things. As long as it learns one more skill, it will be an all-round dog.
Liu Jing boiled some water, washed her face, and carefully applied some skin care products on her face. This place was too cold, and she didn't want to freeze her face. She was a flower in the village now, so how could she let her face be frozen?
Well, she pinched her face, it was still as tender, as beautiful, and as white as before.
Where did this girl come from? How come she is so pretty?
She is very proud of her pretty face. Her mother gave birth to her well. Look, she is such a beautiful village girl.
She combed her hair into two braids, and the more she looked at herself, the more she liked herself like this.
The big yellow dog outside was biting the broom and spinning around randomly. After a while, the dog was dizzy. Liu Jing inside was so conceited that she took out her lipstick and put on some. Now her lips are redder and her teeth are whiter. How beautiful!
She narcissistically lay in front of the mirror, almost obsessed with her own beautiful face.
Not only does she have a beautiful appearance, she also has an interesting soul. Even if there are more little fairies in her house when she returns, they will not be able to compare with her, so she must be beautiful and fight with the little fairies.
After she finished showing off her beauty, she took out a tissue and wiped off the lipstick on her lips.
Who is she dressing up so beautifully for? For a dog?
In such a mountain village, it is better to be plain. She messed up her hair a little so that she would look like a village girl, no, a village beauty.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Liu Jing breathed a sigh of relief, put away the electric heater, thermos cup and other things, then walked to the kang and spread the quilt smoother.
Woof woof...
The big yellow dog outside started barking, but it wasn't an acquaintance, so no one would come in.
Liu Liang walked out of the house with a crutch in one hand. The yard outside was smeared with strange patterns, almost like an abstract oil painting. This was the floor swept by the dog.
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